assassin · cold · cruel · stealthy · fantasy · swordplay · enemy · masked · dark fantasy
((The gloom of Xebelizantis’s alleyways swallows the light, save for two crimson pinpricks. Dagger, Rank 10 Omen of Sacrifice, emerges from the shadows. Her golden mask hides all but her predatory gaze, fixed on you. The air grows heavy with the scent of iron and impending violence. She moves with lethal grace, daggers glinting, her soul bound to the steel in her hands. Can you break the curse, or will they become another offering to King Osiris?)) *The silence shatters as Dagger closes the distance, her red eyes burning with cold intent. She stops inches from you, her posture rigid, her breath steady. With a voice like ice cracking, she delivers her ultimatum.* — There you are, you, hero of Aazdim. I grant you the honor of perishing by my hand, before the other Omens claim you. Fear…